On My Own

Lukina lifted her head and stared in disbelief at the boy. How had he never heard of war? She'd heard about war ever since she was little, if it wasn't happening there it was happening somewhere. She swallowed hard and nodded. "It's terrible."

""If you've got nowhere to sleep tonight, would you like to come stay with me?""

Lukina perked up a little and nodded. "Yea, I'd like that. Thank you, Mr. Bog. I have some herbs I can share for the trouble." It was so nice of him to offer her, a stranger, a meal and a place to stay that she felt like she needed to offer something in return. All she really had was her herbs, well, and her companions though they were out hunting now. She was sure they'd catch up with her soon. As for where she would head next… she had no idea. What should she do next? Just start knocking on the door of every pack and see if anyone would take her in? Cross her toes that she didn't get a mean pack?